Three days in the wild.
On the fourth day, Dalang, whom he had never contacted before, sent a message through an anonymous mailbox.
Seek asylum.
Dalang is a Westerner Zhang Jing met in the Altai Mountains. He has a younger brother who works as an official and a beautiful wife.
Related to the Mail-gate incident.
Nearly ten years have passed since this incident, and more than 150 people have died.
Not even Silavia's chef was spared.
In addition, Aubameyri's royal chef also died unexpectedly recently, and there was a sense of white terror.
The question is, should we protect Dalang?
The answer is yes, there must be a deep-seated reason why Silavia still refuses to let Dalang go.
Not wanting to get burned, Zhang Jing decided to send Dalang to country Z after thinking for seven or eight minutes.
Sent to Volkov as a counselor.
Again, Zhang Jing is neutral and decided to help Volkov only because of Shana's relationship.
Zhang Jing and Xia Na are not biological brothers and sisters, they are better than good friends, the kind where their souls are close to merging.
By the way, there is a big gap between people from country Z and people from country D. Shana has just turned 18, with flowing blond hair, and is becoming more and more beautiful.
So beautiful, I don’t know how cheap that pig will be in the future.
It's definitely not Zhang Jing. He promised to take care of her, so he must take care of her seriously. It's impossible to take care of her on the bed.
The decision was made immediately, and Zhang Jing returned to the main house of the 12-mile farm alone. Silk was shameless and drove away from the farm first.
Continue to accompany my girlfriend and children for three days.
During a total of one week in Texas, Zhang Jing and his son Zhang Yi boarded Leopard's own Global 600 business jet from San Antonio.
We refueled at Seattle-Tacoma Airport on the way and flew directly to Xiangjiang.
Landed in Xiangjiang at 5pm local time.
Before leaving the airport, Ding Jiaqi came to pick up his son, and Zhang Jing boarded another large plane belonging to Xiangjiang Airlines.
In the aft position of economy flight.
I found a middle-aged man wearing a hood that covered his face, sitting in the corner. It was Dalang.
There were other passengers in the cabin, and the flight ended in Imperial Capital.
We sat down in the front and back seats and didn't communicate with each other the whole time. It was quiet all the way to Phoenix Airport.
Because it was too late, I took the elevator from the airport exit to the negative floor and rested for half a night in a panda-looking cabin.
300RMB per room.
If it weren't for Da Lang, Zhang Jing would rather deal with him in the middle of the night on the floor or in a chair.
I bought my ticket early at six o'clock and planned to take the subway to the city.
I was operating the ticket vending machine when a young black man came up to say hello with an orange luggage bag in his hand, "Hello, can you buy a ticket for me?"
Zhang Jing looked up at the stranger. Because it was early and he was the only one buying tickets, it was not surprising that a black man asked him for help.
The problem is that the ticket vending machine has an English operating interface.
Perhaps suffering from persecution paranoia, Zhang Jing suspected that the black man in front of him was a spy or not a good person.
No abnormality was found in the metal visual inspection, and Zhang Jing did not help the other party directly. He raised his hand and pointed at the staff at the subway security checkpoint.
The black man did not hesitate and walked towards the security personnel.
Looking back at the ticket vending machine, Zhang Jing found out that he was embarrassed that his Hong Kong ID could not buy more than one ticket at a time.
I could only take a taxi for about 35 kilometers, so I slowly went to a second-hand car dealer in Nancheng District and bought a second-hand Camouflage.
The reason why I always buy it is that the failure rate is low, the quantity is large, and the second-hand price is cheap.
When used as a one-time use, it's great.
Sitting in the car with no outsiders, Zhang Jing asked Dalang, who was wearing a scarf and his face was covered, with only his eyes outside, "Is that black man from before a spy?"
"Looking at the smoothness of his skin and his age, he should be an international student."
Zhang Jing was speechless. Although he had met many black people, their age was still a mystery to him.
After a false alarm, Zhang Jing became relaxed and said, "I have made contact and will go directly to the South Gobi Province in Ulaanbaatar. Someone will take you to Country Z later."
"Is the other party reliable?"
"It's pretty reliable. I have his daughter in my hands," Zhang Jing chatted while driving toward the Great Wall, "When you are with him, don't be too presumptuous. If you find something is wrong, run away early."
Dalang nodded, followed by three or four minutes of quiet time.
Zhang Jing broke the silence and asked, "Why does Sillavia have to kill you?"
"This is my secret."
"It's not an option for you to carry a secret like this," Zhang Jing reminded. "Announce it as soon as possible and get rid of it as soon as possible."
"No," Dalang denied, "If I speak out, my family will also be retaliated against. Silavia is terrifying, insidious, and has killed countless people."
"You mean..." Zhang Jing was confused, "Your family has been under surveillance?"
"After so many years," Dalang said firmly, "close surveillance should no longer exist, but phone and network surveillance definitely exist."
The more he listened, the more Zhang Jing felt itchy, "What secret do you hold?"
Then there was another long silence.
About ten minutes later, Dalang said, "I have Shilavia instructing terrorists to besiege the embassy of the leader in Nigeria and kill the ambassador and his family;
At the same time, evidence of preventing rescue by the Allied garrison three kilometers away was revealed. "
"!!!"
"This..." Zhang Jing looked at Dalang in disbelief, "Isn't it possible?"
Dalang didn't speak, and the car was quiet for a long time.
"I'm going! I'm going!"
The more Zhang Jing thought about it, the more incredible he became, "That old woman's heart is darker than oil. In comparison, am I as pure and kind as a child in a toddler?"
Zhang Jing always felt guilty for killing Yunique's mother, so he took good care of the twins with all kinds of care, love, and pampering.
Compared with Sillavia, Zhang Jing should have killed the twins and Zhang Bei.
Dalang nodded seriously, "You are not worthy of Silavia's sweet ass."
Zhang Jing: "..."
Sure enough, my kindness has to be supported by my peers, yeah!
In a good mood, Zhang Jing drove all the way north and walked across the barbed wire fence on the grassland between pastoral areas without crossing the border.
There is no one to stop you, and there are no border guards. It is very free. The main theme is two words: fast and convenient.
Walk two kilometers to the other side, and there is a Great Wall black SUV waiting here.
Because he has seen a lot, Zhang Jing knows that in Ulaanbaatar and Country Z, Great Wall has a large number of cars, and they are high-quality cars in the eyes of the locals.
Chery is highly regarded in Africa and the South.
Chang'an was loved in West Asia.
In several countries, if you drive a Great Wall, Chery, Changan, or Geely, you will get a lot of face.
Some people in country D think that Peugeot is relatively backward, but abroad it is a shining star and a status symbol.
Therefore, the people who came to pick up Zhang Jing and Dalang also thought so. He gave them the highest standard of hospitality.
This made Zhang Jingluo think about customizing some Tiger brand bulletproof cars and nanny cars for himself and his girlfriends. He should not underestimate himself.
Thinking of doing it immediately, the signal was sent to Lindsay to execute it.
